ebk woods 12am freestyle şarkı sözleri

Cold nights jail cell that's what really made me Niggas on the phone callin' home like someone save me I'm in my cell eatin' lovely this shit could never break me One thing that did was brodie tellin' that shit drove me crazy Tried to justify it said he bouta have a baby You was my dog that shit hurt we ain't speak since Walked up out the jail hugged my mom then took a deep breath Second thing I did was call the plug and whisper he's back Let's make that cheese stack for all the CEOs that used to put us on feedback F*ck them niggas word to Bully yeah I really mean that Coolin' with the gang if you wonderin' where your bitch at Yeah she wanna stay but for a pound we'll give the bitch back She throwin' up the 4 we bouta pop her like a tic tac My vulture bouta hit that That street shit we with that Comparin' you to me that's like a guard vs a big man I think that's called a mismatch Nigga you get bitch slapped Slap you right in front of your bitch 'cause you a bitch ass Speakin' of your bitch ass that shit lookin' real fat Them bitches that you think bad and bougie be throwin' pills back All up on my dick like "Jay Woods tell me where the pills at" I live by a different code Movin' different, different money I got different hoes Bro gave a fiend a 40 piece to let 'em use the stove Then took it back said "Matter fact nigga don't you owe" Them graveyards and jail yards that's where my niggas live The life you actin' like you live we really livin' it Need the drop call a bitch these niggas tender dick Fall for these hoes every time these niggas idiots These niggas bozos That nigga finished burnt out Tony Romo X pills turn me up the perkys make me slo-mo I got your bitch bouncin' on my dick like a pogo It's not my fault I been that nigga since the second grade Get money stay up out the way that's the only way Better not crack a 4 better crack a trey Free my nigga KeyDaDemon I know my nigga straight Nigga I'm still hungry I don't give a f*ck if I ate Matter fact you know what come up off of your plate Tryna step how I step that's the biggest mistake She tried to charge for the pussy threw a coin at her face Tryna chase after a bag this shit get hard every day All my niggas they been dyin' it get harder to pray Tryna chase after a bag it get hard every day All my niggas they been dyin' it get harder to pray
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